Sunday, January 13, 2013

The Chaos of Nudity

Inspired by the poem "Ode to a Naked Beauty" by Pablo Neruda
translated by A.S. Kline

your eyes catapult dreams 
through vast, aching corridors of my heart, 
secret-chambered whispers of sweet lingerings to be

you are a river drifting through me slowly, 
rushing towards an open sea

oaken roots stretch from soil to sky,
dancing in unshorn meadows
long before the rains come;

your hands sway me into sun-dappled forests, deep
and mighty boughs dipped with budding laughter
as leaves curl in anticipation

the moon breathes, cascading light